bittersweet

an: hey- hey reader, really quick, theres going to be a new version of this in june for the month of June spice stayed tuned

What felt like a normal day, turned into a week of passion and sexually filled desires. Im just a secretary for a design and graphics company, his name is Zander Perseus, a sexy 27-year-old, he looked like he was built by the gods themselves. How our story begins is a treacherous tale of mistakes and a chance of love. I've been working as his secretary for 6 years now. He may be my boss but he's also like a work friend. I have a crush on the new guy on floor 5 in the marketing department. And I have little to basically no experience with flirting or romance. Just in the stories I read in the devilish fantasies.

The other day Zander asked me to lunch as a thank you for helping him with a project for investors. That's where I asked, well blurted out, can you teach me? He asked, "what do you mean?" I replied, "Can you teach me the art of BDSM?" He nearly choked on the drink he ordered. I knew about his after-work rendezvous with the devilish and delicious dark side. The first day I met him, he had the screaming sensuality of a dom. He had this aura of a fearless and respected man. I was learning a little bit about the world of BDSM but I knew that I was submissive.

I walked into his office knocking first, and today I decided to go with something more confident in my style, so I wore a pencil skirt that showed off my curves, a pair of black and red Louiboutons, and a classic white button-up shirt with a corset underneath and had a few buttons undone, I asked, " You asked to see me, sir?" He turned his chair around and stared dead into my eyes like he was staring deep into my soul. " Yes, lock the door baby girl." I did, and turned back around slowly, "I need to talk to you. It's about our next lesson." I bit my lip in anticipation.

I walked over to him, but before I knew it I had a hand around my throat, and it caught me off, guard. " For our next lesson, it's more different than the last." I smirked, " And what may that be sir?" I smirked wiggling my hips a little. He started right down into my shirt, and said, " you are wearing the new one I got you?" I smiled and said while playing with the hem of where it just hid the lining of my chest, " Yes, I decide to wear something that was a bit sexy to the eye of imagination."

He bit his lip and his eyes because dark with sexual lust. I smirked, " oh what's wrong? Daddy can't handle a little tease?" slipping away I set a few documents on his desk. " little one." his voice became deep and controlling. I knew damn well I was in deep shit. I laughed, "I'm just doing what you were asking sir." he came over to her shutting the blinds to the office windows, and he said, in a darkened tone, " And what may that be little one?" I smirked, replying to him in a bratty tone, " you requested seduction sir?"